"Yeah" Beth added, "we have you, I have a picture of you wearing panties and that ridiculous gag." She turned to the other two girls and said, "I vote that we blackmail him and have a slave for the rest of the year." Cindy quickly added, "me too!" Amy was hesitating, "I don't know, what about Sam." Cindy quickly offered, "This has nothing to do with Sam" and Beth quickly followed, "You're right he doesn't even need to know if you don't want to tell him." This was deteriorating quickly.
After a few minutes Cindy said, "Well, let's check the results." She stood up, leaving the dildo in my mouth and they all looked back at my hard cock.

I had time, plenty of time, so I thought about just why those normally unconnected events were so central to my being.
They looked to be at least DD's.
Above the collar, a nice, big red ball gag was stuck in my mouth.
Looking down at my reflection, I could see my bush and realized I needed a waxing.
These were uncomfortable enough as it was, just standing around, but Mistress Terri is nothing but an artist when she wants to teach one of her slaves a lesson.
Mistress Teri had carefully sized the bungee cord so that if I stood stock straight on both feet, the tension of the bungee cord pulling on the nipple clamps hurt a lot, but was bearable.

Eventually, the huge metal ball would enter her and she'd be stuck on the thinner few inches below it until the key melted and she was able to release her hands and climb off of the toy.
She set the tube down and carefully placed her fingertips over her pussy and then slowly climbed to her feet, making sure to lose as little of the thick lube as possible.
Her pussy was now stretched over the part of the pole that was wider than the ball on it's top but she unexpectedly stopped her relatively slow slide and hung there, her toes scraping the ground while she kicked wildly for support.
All Sophie succeeded in doing was feeling the ball push her internal organs around and her aching pussy clench painfully around the pole.

Hope you all are enjoying "Kari's Journey" as much as I am writing it.
You will be happy to know (I hope) I am hard at work on chapter 29 already.
Update (2012/08/21): I hope you enjoy chapters 29 and 30.
I would love to hear from readers what direction you want to see Kari's Journey go.
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Kari finished her speech and the people stood up to start making the changes she suggested.
Kari loved the feeling of power and danger she felt when she drove the Viper.

Deep breathing wasn't helping anymore and in seconds of handling the rubber outfit my hand slipped down between my legs, this time pressing just a little inside of my now exposed mound.
Hanging the large dress bag on the door I quickly moved towards the window, placing the hold all on my bed as I made my way.
If the thought of me locked in the dress was getting Cynthia excited, I knew just the way to get her really going.
I knew it was in the right place when my legs felt like jelly and I couldn't help but let out a pleasure files moan through my gag.
And Cynthia made the clothes and cuffs." Nicky stopped for a moment, taking time to look me in the eye before continuing.

After a couple of minutes with her pussy feeling like she's being fisted with every move she makes, she feels the pressure on her head starting to diminish.
After a bit of stretching she manages to get her right arm higher by pulling it with her left one, catching the zipper slider hard enough so the lack of friction from the latex gloves doesn't make it get out of her grip.
She sees that she's wrapped in cling film, secured with wide electrical tape, this time no edges showing on her skin, nothing she can grab and pull off.

Once happy with the rope work, Jill started adding the leather straps to the rest of Kim's body including a four inch leather collar with cutout to keep the face centered looking forward, then wrist, elbow cuffs, waist and chest belts.
I felt unglued from the multiple pain stimulus, moving like a Paula's bound marionette dancing to a sadistic beat of Kim's moaning music, screaming loudly into the panty gag; closing my eyes to try and remain focused on something mundane , my mind conjured the image of a cat playing with a small string ball (that didn't help at all).

Her feet were killing her, the entire front of her body was covered in sweat and drool and dirt, the crotch chain felt like it had shrunk it was so tight and uncomfortable, the vibrators continued to ply away at her most sensitive of body regions mercilessly, her cunt was soaked, her ass was sore - and her clothing and the damn key was gone!
So many times she just wanted to stop, to lay down and rest, but she knew that out in this open area there was nothing for her to pull herself vertically with again and so she forced herself to continue walking long after she normally would have stopped, her short quick steps causing her breasts too bounce painfully.

I realize that you probably didn't know this at the time but despite the fact that I am very independent woman and capable of looking after myself, I am a bit of a throwback in that I want to feel both protected and led by my male lover.
My arms jerked a bit as you tugged the rope tightly and tied the knot at the top of my crossed wrists; well out of reach of my useless fingers.
I was surprised to feel you threading the rope around my crossed wrists but then snorted in muted protest as you pulled on the tail and forced my right ankle up and off the ground.

Most had no idea what I meant, but one guy said "sure, as long as you pay well" so I packed my dress back up and headed off to his shop.
The woman took me to a dressing room and waited just outside the door while I slipped out of my clothes and pulled the heavy leather up.
Dianne went to the bed and lifted the leather dress and held it up in front of her.
She worked the snug leather up to my hips then told me that I had better guide the plugs in myself while she held the dress.
Either way it went right inside me and Dianne quickly pulled the dress up, the dildo spreading and penetrating my pussy easily.

Meanwhile, Mark knows he can only hope to keep Beryl for a day or two before the authorities will start looking for her.
He also knows that she will attempt to escape, and will be a handful if she guesses that he has no intention of hurting her (his reputation would tarnished if he did) So he goes to some charity shops and purchases some clothes: A cream silk blouse and faux black leather skirt, a couple of belts, a pink dress and a Mac.
Mark turns to Beryl, grabbing both arms firmly and looking into her face, says "Rachael, Rachael, calm down.
Beryl tried turning to her other side, but something restrained her movement Â looking across to the bed beside her, where Mark was lying, flat on his back, she could just see the rope taught across the divide, pulling on his wrist.

The Master decided that the other girl only should receive her regular evening whipping and then be left standing as she were in her box for the night, fettered with the reins holding her head upright and the legs spread.
When the Master felt that the ponygirl was riding his dick he would let go of his hold of the second leg, rubbing his hand over the tattoo on the girls muscular belly.
Adding a leach to her collar he pulled the ponygirl into her box and then allowed her to sit down on a bench at rear of the box, she felt a small tug at the back of her neck when the short chain hanging from the wall was locked to the ring at the back of her collar.

"Is that one of my father's shirts?" the casually dressed man asked as he noticed what Sophia was wearing.
"Grant, gag her would you," Felix said to Carl's assistant.
"And I can't very well have you following me all day, so we're going to have to make a detour to my home since I can't risk leaving you somewhere not my residence or risk you panicking and running, violating your contract and getting us both in trouble with the ICB," Felix said as he nodded to Grant.
Handing the leash over to one of the other men, Grant bent down and replaced Sophia's barbell clit piercing with another bar that fed through the u shaped piece of metal at the end of the leash.

The game began as a rare occurrence between Cheri, Gwen, and Laura.
Though released prematurely when Laura broke the rules of the game (for which she later paid dearly), Cheri nevertheless found herself haunted by the memory of her ordeal.
With the blindfold she couldn't tell which of her friends it was, but the woman caringly switched off Mr. Snuggles and slid him out of Cheri's dripping (but exhausted) pussy, tossed a blanket over her helpless body, and climbed into bed with her.
Within a week, Laura and Gwen were themselves willing victims of the Dice Game.
Inevitably, Cheri mentioned her other friends, and Gabrielle couldn't wait to meet them.
Gabrielle and Cheri entered the foyer to see Laura and Gwen in the living room beyond.

Deal with your punishment." He removes the ass hook and unties my gag from the front of the machine, so I am able to stand straight again, but my hands are still bound.
My master walks away and says, "Sasha, I know you want a shower and a drink, so come here." I attempt to stand, but my body is too sore, and my feet are too scrapped to hold me up.
As I exited the bathroom my Master was standing over by the door with some new device in his hand, but I knew that it was time to start doing chores.
Before I knew it, with my head still in the toilet, He grabs and lifts up my ass and starts to pound out my pussy, shoving my gag deeper into the toilet.

"Is this the place?" Roz asked giving the business man a cheeky smile.
Nadia had seen the classified ad online asking for girls willing to model underwear for a shop catalogue:
Loneliness and companionship had brought the two together: Nadia a pretty brunette, petite with a lingerie model's body, toned with a well proportioned bum and boobs; Roz, a blonde, was slightly taller with a similar toned body.
Nadia and Roz giggled nervously and followed Glenda in.
On either side of the room were two large photos of girls modelling lingerie.
"Hi there Girls, I'm Glenda's husband, business partner and your photographer for the day, Jack." Jack smiled friendlily and raised the camera up as if to confirm his statement; he was a middle-aged, powerfully built man.

Doc' Barns stepped out and explained "Sandy, thanks for coming so quickly, I have a visitor in my office that needs to speak with you; I cannot tell you any more than that other than I know the man; he holds an extremely responsible position, he is very much worth listening to and he will only tell you the truth.
There was no way I could sit here watching this, I stood up and turned to leave, that's when I saw what the Commander was looking at before, grey suit number two, all six foot of him and built like a Rugby player was stood with his back to the door.

As she settled into the seat, the pressure drove the eggs into her just a bit more, and the sensation simultaneously turned her on and made her feel self-conscious and a bit humiliated, as if everyone on the street could see what was going on.
She reached for the controller and turned on the eggs.
She continued on this way for the remaining minutes of the drive, stopping at lights three more times, each time a struggle not to be noticed and not to come.
As the cars pulled away from the light, she saw his eyes flick downward just for a moment before turning to the business of driving.

I work at the mall in a small store which is where my fun took place.
It was while I was on my way out the door taking one last glimpse at my new toys when I decided that I could make work a little more fun.
I then took the crotch strap, pulled it between my legs and loosely buckled it on but didn't lock it.
I then took the remote to my new vibe and connected the button wires to the sensor wires that led to the box.
While I was in the adult store I had gotten one of those small one time samples of lube which I now used to grease the tip of the dildo.

i'd thank her for the low level, but, well you know about gags.
"This keeps track of calories burned, floors climbed, etc., and i will know if you cheated by reading the amount of floors climbed," She said.
At about 50 floors per fifteen minutes, in three hours you can climb 600 floors.
i looked into changing the resistance level with my nose, but Mistress had run a few wires between the handholds to prevent my head from getting that close.
Mistress likes to cook.
Mistress likes me to enjoy her cooking.
Tell you what," She said as she removed the nipple clamps, "If you climbed over 500 floors already afterwards I'll let you orgasm."
She pressed a few buttons and the StairMaster read "Floors climbed 467."

Maria awoke without moving, opening her eyes to watch the redhead as she was pulled up, stretching her already tormented breasts and the blonde lowered to have her pussy tortured by the insidious device below her stretched body.
Tara groaned in her gag staring at her beautiful sister stretched and tortured in front of her, as she continued flexing the tight muscles in her tiny pussy knowing that the wave of sexual energy building inside her would be unstoppable.
Maria, still staring into the beautiful redheaded teen's face said, "I set up to monitor above so you can watch the progress of your blond partner." Maria pressed another button on her remote and grabbed a handful of Tara's silky red hair, pulling her head up to see the new addition rising between her spread legs.

When I entered the room with a duffel bag of toys for the new Mistress, Felicity was already hard at work, locking Zoey into one of the cattle compartments.
As the girl's constrained form began to shudder from the inescapable sensations the machine delivered, Felicity took up arms and went to work.
"You know what to do," I nodded at Felicity, who'd selected a long cattle prod and was eyeing Zoey's exposed form as she caressed it.
Zoey had led her share of naive girls through this humiliating transformation in her time as a domme - it was my turn to return the favour.
The two girls laughed, albeit Felicity more freely than Zoey.

Then she spun me around and lightly pushed my body face down into the boot before she continued stroking her hand through the back of my thighs rubbing at my pussy again.
With that, Jane lightly brought the boot down and pushed it shut, trapping me in a dark little space about four feet wide by three to four feet deep.
I was now locked in the boot for as long as Jane wanted to gallivant about.
You will just "crack up" when you see how much pleasure it will give you, before it rattles your pretty head off your shoulders." She pulled the lever down and the machine whirled into life with the rollers gently vibrating my whole body.

Emma's mind had already started to wander, considering what these backers had been getting up to all this time, but Jeff's passionate articulation kept bringing her back to the job at hand.
"I'd have to insist on it." Emma let a little smile creep onto her face, and followed Jeff's directions back out into the club.
Jeff smiled warmly, taking no notice of her embarrassment, and reached out to take Emma's hand, pulling it away from her body to guide her towards the device.
Her pussy gave a little jump at the sensation, she knew that the arm tubes alone were enough to render her helpless, but the restriction of her head made it feel much more final.